Plenty of girls are actually married at sixteen, Marguerite, and a man proposed my sister Beatrice when she was only fifteen." Meg looked impressed and thoughtful.
Then Aldith rose to go.

"Mind you're in time for the boat to-morrow," she said, as they reached the gate; "and, Marguerite, be sure you make yourself look very nice--wear your cornflower dress, and see if Mrs.Woolcot will lend you a pair of her gloves, your grey ones are just a little shabby, aren't they, dear ?" "H'm," said Meg, colouring.
"And Mr.James Graham always comes back on that boat, and the two Courtney boys--Andrew Courtney told Beatrice he thought you seemed a nice little thing; he often notices you, he says, because you blush so." "I can't help it," Meg said, unhappily.

"Aldith, how ought the ribbon to go on my hat?
I'm going to retrim it again." "Oh, square bows, somewhat stiff, and well at the side," the oracle, said.

"I'm glad you're going to, dear, it looked just a wee bit dowdy, didn't it ?" Meg coloured again.
"Have you done your French ?" she said, as she pulled open the gate.
"In a way," Aldith said carelessly.

Then she put up her chin, "Those frowzy-looking Smiths always make a point of having no mistakes; and, Janet Green, whose hats are always four seasons behind the fashions; I prefer to have a few errors, just to show I haven't to work hard and be a teacher after I--" But just here she stumbled and fell down her full length in a most undignified manner, right across the muddy sidewalk.
It was a piece of string and Baby's vengeance..